Leng Huaping was directly put into the cell by Lord Wu. After all, Lord Wu didn't know Leng Huaping's identity, so he put Leng Huaping in a cell with other prisoners.

Because of the entry of the cold painting screen, several people who were originally asleep woke up, staring at the cold painting screen with a pair of eyes.

If it weren't for the short and fat figure of the cold painting screen, I am afraid that I would have to do something indescribable, after all, this kind of thing often happens.

Leng Huaping sat quietly in the corner, his eyes wandering on these people, watching them close their eyes and recuperate.

It's either that you're used to the environment here and have lost hope in life, or you're really a person who is a great sin.

However, in the midst of these people's crooked sleeping positions, there was a man who sat down and raised his gods. Leng Huaping just looked at him, his messy hair draped and deliberately placed behind his ears, revealing a fierce face. Especially the scar on his face, which directly wasted his right eye.

Leng Huaping looked at him with a frown, while listening to the jailer's footsteps approaching her.

"Hey! Come out, stupid boy! ”

Pointing to the cold painting screen, he said, "Ben Gongzi remembers, unless it is an urgent case." Otherwise, lynching is not allowed to be abused in the middle of the night. ”

Leng Huaping said stubbornly, but was directly brought out by them with a clamping stick.

Leng Huaping didn't shout, but followed them away. She used to be in the position of the crown princess, and she knew too well that the officialdom was dark and dark, and it was inevitable that she would be beaten.

But what Leng Huaping didn't know was that her departure kept the people she cared about.

Leng Huaping was taken to the torture chamber and sat on a chair, unable to move. In front of her was a hot soldering iron baked by the stove, and all kinds of torture instruments hung on the wall, which made people unconsciously frightened when they saw it.

But this is useless for the cold painting screen. Sitting opposite her was Lord Wu in an official uniform.

"What's your name?" Lord Wu found that he didn't know the name of this person, and asked without raising his head.

"Leng Four." Leng Huaping did not say his real name.

Master Wu listened to Leng Huaping's self-proclaim, and raised his eyes to look at her. All that echoes in my mind is the figure of Xiangfu Leng Si, but it can be seen that this person's gender is male, how can it be the fourth lady of Xiangfu!

Lord Wu's denial at this time doomed his official position to an end.

"Why do you want to fight the prince of Yong'an Palace?" Lord Wu asked.

"He hit the county lord." Leng Huaping naturally beat him because the other party was the prince of Yong'an Palace, but she knew that if she said this, she would definitely be beaten.

If you move out of the name of the county lord, you can suffer less flesh and skin.

"Why don't I remember that the county lord has you by his side? I think you're lying! Master Wu said righteously, "Come on, give me 20 boards first, I see if you dare to lie and lie repeatedly." ”

Leng Huaping looked at the two sides that had already picked up the torture instruments, and reprimanded Lord Wu: "What is the identity of the county lord, do you still need to tell you everything?" You take yourself too seriously, don't you! And if you use torture indiscriminately, aren't you afraid that this son will expose you? ”

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to say it then. Give this official a call! ”

Leng Huaping listened to Lord Wu's cold voice, and knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the pain of flesh and skin. Lying on the bench, she slapped her ass again and again, and she broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but she resisted without saying a word.

"It's a hard mouth. I don't believe that I can't pry your mouth open! "Lord Wu seems to be determined to make Leng Huaping admit the sin of beating the prince.